Chapter 11.

When I heard the eight girl being marked I stopped and leaned against a tree. My feet were covered in wounds, big sores opened up on my soles and when I looked over my shoulder I could see the trace of blood that I had left behind.  The pain when I picked out the sticks and rocks and the thorns from the goddamn vines was excruciating. Trixy was tired and hungry and I was down on my last ounces on internal energy supplies. I was preying that they all stayed busy with the other girls and left me be.  The last hour counted down and it was the only thing I needed to get through this. I couldn't hear them so that was a good sign. As long as no grunting big shadow showed up, I would make it to the end of the Hunt.  Oh to be so lucky. My head rested against soft pile of leaves on the tree behind me and I laughed through the pain. My legs felt like jello and my stomach was louder than any Alpha could ever be, it wanted food- I needed food.  There had to be something around here that was eatabl